I find myself surrounded by tasks and assignments I don't understand and expectations that are not my own. Yelled for my mistakes and looked down by those I'm supposed to learn from. When the words "I just don't know how to explain it to you anymore" hit, the cold wave of disappointment in yourself passes faster than the realisation that said fault is not your own but theirs for failing to go through with what they had once sworn. To teach. To gift others knowledge, thoughts and ideas that will allow young minds to speak the right words and fix the long-lived wrongs that no one dares to touch. When your mission is to open the eyes of those who will fight and bring a new tomorrow with them, you should teach them with pride and glee and joy for that day, that tomorrow, that you once dreamt about might be closer than you think. They will make tomorrow better, but it will all be for nothing if you don't give them the words they need, the attention they deserved, the encouragement that will allow them to believe in themselves. The confidence to built their better version.
These have been the thoughts of a student trying to become a teacher worth of being called a teacher.
Don't blame me, blame this playlist and my lack of self-esteem.
